Mujiangzi stepped back and a doctor took care of his injured wrist.
Quan Gongyuan asked Ye Wuji: "Little friend, do you want to continue guarding or take a break?"
Ye Wuji's fight with Mu Jiangzi just now wasn't even a warm-up, so he replied without much thought: "Continue to defend the ring."
Her answer made everyone in the audience eager to try. Ye Wuji seemed too young. Even though she had just defeated Mu Jiangzi, the elder of the Qingcheng Sect, everyone was still lucky.
The next person to jump onto the ring was a young man. He wore a blue gown and also used a sword.
"I'm in Meng Hetang, please give me some advice." The man cupped his hands and said.
"I know you, Gentleman Sword Meng Hetang." Ye Wuji has heard of Meng Hetang, who is said to be a leader of the younger generation in today's martial arts world, but the man in front of her is different from the Meng Hetang she imagined. She thought Junzi Sword Club would be a handsome man, but the Meng Hetang in front of her was not that he was not handsome enough, but there was a sense of joy in his every move, and he looked more like a cross talker than a swordsman.
"Haha, you have heard of me!" Meng Hetang touched the back of his head with the hand that was not holding the sword. His smile made him even more happy.
In the audience, Meng Hetang's senior brother covered his face and said to himself: It's over. The reputation he worked so hard to build for Meng Hetang is now completely over. They told him to stay serious, but why didn't he listen
Meng Hetang's senior brother looked at Zhan Qingfeng and said, "I really envy you for having a friend like Miss Ye. I only have one stupid junior brother."
Zhan Qingfeng smiled at him and said, "Junior brother Ling is very good at martial arts."
Zhan Qingfeng's words were not a compliment. Meng Hetang's martial arts was much better than Mu Jiangzi's before. When competing with Meng Hetang, Ye Wuji could no longer be as relaxed as before.
Meng Hetang is called the Gentleman's Sword mostly because of his swordsmanship. Meng Hetang's swordsmanship is almost all frontal attacks. His moves are wide open and closed. It seems full of flaws, but when you really get started, you will find that there are almost no offensive ones. gap. Meng Hetang's sword was not very fast, and his moves were not fancy. Each sword was very stable. However, his sword technique just restrained Ye Wuji's fast sword.
Xie Hanyi has mastered a variety of sword techniques, and his martial arts has reached an advanced level. Even a casual sword contains the truth of heaven and earth. Ye Wuji is not at the same level as her master. She has learned all Xie Hanyi's sword techniques, among which the Jinghong sword technique that she uses most often and is most familiar with is the Jinghong sword technique. As graceful as a Jinghong, as powerful as a swimming dragon, Jinghong's sword technique is quick and light, and its moves are gorgeous, especially suitable for women. From an ornamental point of view, Ye Wuji's swordsmanship is far better than Meng Hetang's.
Ye Wuji has a beautiful appearance, fluttering white clothes, and nimble sword moves. At first glance, he looks like an immortal. After this battle, Ye Wuji gained a reputation as a fairy in the world.
But the martial arts competition is not about comparing whose swordsmanship is better. After Ye Wuji defeated Mu Jiangzi, his mentality became a little arrogant. Little did he know that Mu Jiangzi was not outstanding in martial arts when he was young. Later, he maintained his identity and rarely used martial arts. His martial arts was compared to that of a young man Not only have we made no progress, we have also regressed. Meng Hetang is completely different from Mu Jiangzi. He is a leader of the younger generation and has rich practical experience. Although his master does not have the reputation and ability of Xie Hanyi, how many years older than Ye Wujixu is not something he can easily defeated opponents.
Ye Wuji suffered a loss for underestimating her enemy. Meng Hetang's sword left a scar on her cheek. There were boos from the audience, and someone shouted loudly: "Meng Hetang, don't hurt your face!"
Meng Hetang quickly sheathed his sword, feeling a little at a loss for a moment. He apologized to Ye Wuji and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Ye, I didn't mean it."
Ye Wuji wiped away the blood stains with his sleeves nonchalantly, and said: "There is no distinction between men and women in the arena. Just take action, but don't let it go!"
Under the stage, Shi Yuan, who had been watching silently, stared at Ye Wuji's side face and frowned.
After being injured, Ye Wuji no longer dared to be careless and concentrated on fighting Meng Hetang. The two were fighting in full swing when Meng Hetang suddenly shouted: "Stop!" After shouting, he sheathed his sword, and Ye Wuji's sword almost couldn't bear it and stabbed him.
"I admit defeat!" Meng Hetang suddenly admitted defeat without any warning, and then he walked off the stage without any nostalgia, leaving only Ye Wuji standing on the ring stupidly.
"What do you mean?" Ye Wuji chased after him angrily, "Are you looking down on me?"
"No." Meng Hetang waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I'm just hungry." As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Hetang's stomach rumbled in response to the situation.
Ye Wuji was speechless for a moment. Even Alliance Leader Quan had never seen Meng Hetang like this. It would be too childish to admit defeat in the ring for such a reason. Meng Hetang's senior brother poked him with his finger, indicating that he would explain something more.
Meng Hetang quickly added: "Actually, it's because I'm not my opponent. If we continue to fight, I will definitely lose. It's better to admit defeat now and look better."
His reason seemed more reliable than being hungry, but Ye Wuji still felt that he was just perfunctory, and got off the ring angrily, saying that she would not fight anyone else today.